Flying spears… a brilliant strike, William thought, a rare look of satisfaction softening his features. He realised he might have underestimated the latent talent within the Academy's walls.
He watched Ellina work, her brow furrowed in concentration as she managed the teamwork of the unit, and he made a silent mental note. She has talent and the drive to match it. I'll do her a favour later—perhaps it's time to officially recruit her to my side.
"They are good," Becky admitted, her gaze fixed on the elite group of masters led by Ellina. "Mastering flying weapons while still in the lower realm? Why am I not surprised by this?"
"Don't ask me," William replied, rolling his eyes. He let out a dry cough, a blatant attempt to deflect any lingering blame. "I was just minding my own business back then. She's the one who stumbled upon me and insisted on watching me work."
